Suddenly, just as the Daoist priest Yimei finished shouting, the Flood Dragon spat out green venom from its mouth. The countless liquids even stained the River of Oblivion green.
The coffin also suffered some corrosion.
"Everyone, dodge quickly! The venom here is highly corrosive. If you touch it, you'll instantly turn to bone!"
Daoist priest Yimei yelled as Zhang Qilin continuously steered the coffin to avoid the attacks.
"Sssha. Sssha..."
The Flood Dragon's form slithered through the river, continuously spewing poison darts from its mouth.
It was like a boss battle.
"Hisss. Hisss..."
On one side, the Princess's hair solidified, and black yin energy began to spread from her.
"I should be able to hold it for a moment. You guys try to deal with it, or leave here."
The Princess said, her hair directly blocking the poison darts.
However, her hair also suffered some damage.
At the same time, the yin energy permeated the area, causing the scenery to constantly shift. The Flood Dragon's movements gradually slowed down.
It was trapped in an illusion.
The Princess had the ability to induce hallucinations, a common ability among many ghosts and monsters, so it wasn't unusual.
"Quick, there's an opportunity!"
Seeing this, Daoist priest Yimei directly took out his peach wood sword. He swiped it in his hand, but the sword showed no change.
"Damn it, I forgot! I'm dead now, I have no flesh and blood."
Daoist priest Yimei was a bit frustrated and looked at Zhang Tian.
He blinked his eyes.
"Heh heh, my good disciple, your master will help you eliminate this demon. Lend me some blood."
Daoist priest Yimei muttered, lifting Zhang Tian's hand and making a cut on the peach wood sword.
The peach wood sword instantly emitted a red glow.
Zhang Tian never imagined that one day he would replace Xiao Ge as the blood donor.
"Three Pure Ones, Earth Ancestor, Tai Yi Bagua, with blood as the boundary, entrap!"
Daoist priest Yimei frantically drew a talisman in front of him with the peach wood sword.
The next moment, a red formation appeared, enveloping the Flood Dragon.
Seeing this, Zhang Qilin leaped, his figure like a ghost, appearing above the Flood Dragon's head.
The Flood Dragon's head resembled that of a dragon, but it had no claws or horns, only a dragon-like head.
As Zhang Qilin stepped onto its head, the Flood Dragon woke up. Its massive body thrashed wildly, stirring up boundless waves in the River of Oblivion.
"Quick, my formation can't hold for long!"
Daoist priest Yimei shouted. Meanwhile, on the Princess's side, the Flood Dragon shattered the illusion and broke free from the attack.
The Princess also fell into a state of weakness.
Zhang Qilin nodded slightly.
The Black Gold Ancient Blade plunged into the Flood Dragon's head with another strike.
The Black Gold Ancient Blade was too small; even with its blade energy, it couldn't decapitate the Flood Dragon in one blow.
After this strike, the Flood Dragon's body thrashed towards the bottom of the water.
The Black Gold Ancient Blade was stuck in the Flood Dragon's bones. Because the Flood Dragon was thrashing wildly, Zhang Qilin had to grip the Black Gold Ancient Blade tightly to avoid falling into the River of Oblivion.
The Flood Dragon wriggled violently underwater. In pain, it frantically swam downstream at an extreme speed.
Gradually, the Flood Dragon's form and Zhang Qilin's silhouette disappeared.
It had actually dragged Zhang Qilin away and vanished into the water.
Daoist priest Yimei's formation could only hold the Flood Dragon for a short while.
"Second disciple!"
Seeing the Flood Dragon drag Zhang Qilin into the River of Oblivion and disappear, Daoist priest Yimei shouted and looked again at the river.
There was nothing left inside; it was calm.
If he hadn't just invoked the Ancestral Master, Daoist priest Yimei would have done so earlier.
He was now a soul body, his retained strength was already limited. What he had done was already remarkable.
"Alas, my second disciple has high cultivation and strong abilities, he should be fine."
"As for this tomb, it's truly strange, why is there everything here? Ancestral Master, please bless your disciple, let your disciple also have a chance to stand up!"
Daoist priest Yimei looked at the spirit tablet with frustration. Meanwhile, the three coffins were slowly drifting towards a stone slab.
In the illusion, Zhang Tian had seen the Bridge of Helplessness over a thousand times, but to no avail.
As he drifted over the Bridge of Helplessness again, he was suddenly startled.
He had a sudden realization.
"Why am I trapped in this vicious cycle? Whether in my past or present life, I love them all the same. But people eventually part ways. Why relentlessly pursue eternity? Isn't meeting again better?"
"Just as people have joys and sorrows, the moon waxes and wanes."
As he thought this, Zhang Tian felt a dizzy spell.
When he opened his eyes again, Zhang Tian found that he was no longer drifting. He was lying on the shore.
Beside him, Daoist priest Yimei was also waking others up.
Zhang Tian looked around. This was a flat level. Above them, there was a staircase, likely leading to the next level of the tomb.
Zhang Tian looked at his palm. At some point, it had been cut, and the blood had clotted.
He frowned slightly, not thinking much of it, perhaps he had scraped it against something.
He looked up. Most people were awake. Only a black figure was missing.
Xiao Ge was gone!
Zhang Tian's heart sank, a bad feeling arising.
"Master, where is my second brother?"
Zhang Tian slowly got up, touching his forehead, feeling a bit confused.
"While you were trapped in the illusion, we encountered the Flood Dragon. We managed to trap it, but that beast was too strong."
"When the second disciple went to kill it, he was dragged into the River of Oblivion and his whereabouts are unknown."
Daoist priest Yimei said, a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"Flood Dragon? Taken away?"
"Zhang Qilin was taken away??"
Zhang Tian was stunned. There was a Flood Dragon under this river?
Did Huang Shuliang have the ability to have a Flood Dragon guard the tomb?
Moreover, could second brother's strength be overcome by that creature? Unless he went willingly!
However, after receiving this news, Zhang Tian still felt a pang of sadness. After all, Zhang Qilin's disappearance meant he could be in danger.
"Right, the Flood Dragon had a thick iron chain around its neck. Second disciple said you've seen it before, in the Prince's tomb."
Daoist priest Yimei spoke again. Zhang Tian took a deep breath and suddenly seemed to recall something.
"Holy crap, it's the guardian beast from there!"
Zhang Tian was shocked.
At the time, Zhang Tian had been puzzled why there were so many iron chains inserted vertically and horizontally on the cliff.
So it was to lock up this kind of monster. But how did the tomb-robbing team manage to lock it up?
And how did it escape?
"Alas, my good disciple, if my strength were still at its peak, I would have destroyed that Flood Dragon by myself."
Daoist priest Yimei sighed. His current strength was less than a third of what it used to be.
"We need to find second brother as soon as possible to prevent any accidents."
Zhang Tian said, already standing up.
This place was full of dangers, and Zhang Tian couldn't help but worry.
Zhang Qilin was indeed powerful, but this tomb was from a "Ghost Lantern." The chance of Zhang Qilin having been here was small, and Zhang Tian feared that something might go wrong.
As Zhang Tian was thinking, Pang Zi, Hu Bayi, and Xie Yuchen also woke up.
"Wuwuwu..."
"Boss, this is too sad! The Princess actually had a child with someone else! And a thousand times! Fatty is cuckolded, cuckolded!"
"Since ancient times, who has not been cuckolded? Early or late, it's still being cuckolded!"
Pang Zi's eyes were full of tears.
Tears streamed down Pang Zi's face, making him look like a two-hundred-jin child.
He had seen the Princess reincarnate and have children with others over a thousand times, a devastating blow to Pang Zi.
At this moment, the Princess stood behind Pang Zi, looking at him coldly.
Her face had changed.
What exactly did this Fatty see?
To insult her like this?
"Ahem."
The Princess cleared her throat. Pang Zi suddenly turned around.
"It seems your illusion was quite… strange."
The Princess spoke. Pang Zi's face froze. He forced a smile and swallowed, a bad feeling creeping up.
"Feifei, you're not dead?"
The Princess: "..."
Beside them, Hu Bayi also woke up. He looked around and slowly let out a sigh of relief, then his expression became serious.
"Where's Second Brother?"
Hu Bayi asked first.
Zhang Tian then recounted the events.
Hu Bayi frowned slightly.
His expression was grim.
"Boss, second brother was taken by the Flood Dragon to save us. This tomb is extremely dangerous. We must find second brother quickly."
"Ensure his safety."
Hu Bayi said earnestly. His simple thought was that he didn't want Zhang Qilin to get hurt.
Zhang Tian nodded in agreement.
"Since the Flood Dragon was driven away, it's impossible for it to be here. Searching here would be futile. Let's look upwards, perhaps we'll encounter it."
Zhang Tian said, standing up, his spirits lifting, intending to look upwards.
Zhang Qilin had a decent understanding of tombs, so Zhang Tian speculated that if he escaped, he would likely go to other tombs.
Hu Bayi nodded, took out his compass, determined the direction, and led the way.
As they walked, Hu Bayi asked:
"Fatty, what kind of dream did you have? Look, the Princess is twisting your ear."
Hu Bayi looked at Fatty's red ear and couldn't help but ask.
The Princess had grabbed Fatty's ear and berated him for a long time. If she hadn't been so exhausted, she might have continued scolding.
Encountering something bad, and precisely this kind of situation. You must know that in ancient times, women valued the "Three Obediences and Four Virtues" quite highly.
For Fatty to say something like that, it's no wonder he was hit.
Fatty covered his ear, looking dejected.
He walked along, looking wronged, as if sulking, his mouth pouting high.
He didn't speak, and the surroundings fell silent, with only the dripping sound of their footsteps echoing in the cave.
Fatty's heart was heavy, but Fatty wouldn't say it!